"Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments,
...the fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being govern'd, as the sea is, by the moon" [Henry IV, I.ii.31-33]
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Monday, May 22, 2006

Da Vinci Code Limps In Behind Passion of Christ

Despite all the hoopla and the gushing of publicists, the poorly-reviewed hoax-saga BO was behind Mel Gibson's foreign language epic that opened in 700 fewer theaters. But the DVC will do well internationally and I am awaiting the pirated version from my Venezuela connection any day now!

In the USA, DVC came out $9 million ahead of Ice Age: The Meltdown and $11.5 ahead of Chronicles of Narnia, so it is not a colossal failure---except at Tomatometer HQ where it limps in dead last among the current 10 flicks out there, 2 points behind RV, at a lowly 22% of positive ratings by reviewers.

So around 78% of experienced reviewers believe DVC is a rotten tomato.

Oops, I forgot to mention---only 9% of the Tomatometer's "Cream of the Crop," that is, major movie reviewers in national publications with an acknowledged top rank among their peers, believe DVC is worth $10 of your money.

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"''I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young And weep because I know all things now: I have been a hazel-tree, and they hung The Pilot Star and the Crooked Plough
Among my leaves in times out of mind....' Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments...the fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being govern'd, as the sea is, by the moon."
Twenty-and-eight the phases of the moon, The full and the moon’s dark and all the crescents, Twenty-and-eight, and yet but six-and-twenty The cradles that a man must needs be rocked in: For there’s no human life at the full or the dark. From the first crescent to the half, the dream But summons to adventure and the man Is always happy like a bird or a beast; But while the moon is rounding towards the full He follows whatever whim’s most difficult...An aged man is but a paltry thing,A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress....Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.